Thy castles we shall storm Hierarchy of light is taking form Enemies fall as dawn is born Strike fear, all units act as one Thin red line, the power of man Ours is the path of light Redemption through superior fire power Mirrors shall crack now is the hour Sing in praise Thy dark caress In thee I wait Lie still Lie still Rage engulfs my very being A holy fire burns in your mind God is perceived as a thing that's so vile End lives of pure men, and their beloved wives Sons & daughters they hold dear you'll defile In thy sin you shall dwell No humanity, a landscape of hell See now the depths into which you have fell Into Death Ending life, blood flows again in the river Nile We are the terrorists of light Shadows that haunt the innermost depths of your soul Unseen to most We are the sparks that shine so bright Shall not live on bended knee, shall not lay down our arms While we stand These iron shields are raised, armed brothers together we stand Holding our ground, no quarter is given, no quarter is asked Enter the fray, we fight not for gain but for freedom - not land Storming the walls of ancient stone, seven times we surround Till they crush to the ground in a thunderous sound O brothers lets drink to the battles ahead Remember the fallen ones and the souls of the dead Memories linger of these wars in which we fought and bled Sing in praise Thy endless rage In thee it waits Lies still Lies still Right and wrong they seem too clear A target you wish for now beckons so near God is within us all, what we hold dear Ending of life is the ending of fear Sons and daughters they shall end our tears In thy belief No hate you feel, but the will to forgive See now the truth, the one which you believe Into Desire Ending the storm that still rages inside We are the terrorists of light Prometheus to all, torches that burn in mighty halls Shadows denied We are the stars that shine so bright Alpha and omega are one, the yin and the yang intertwined Light a match in the dark and watch it burn as the fires grow In the veins of the world we are the blood that pumps and flows Shadows reflected on fallen walls when the beacon is lit The masks that we wear are the hearts on our sleeves Enter the sacrament lead us Not to a path of deceitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
